Episode 206 Demonic Sword vs. Divine Sword (3)
Sylvia locked herself in her room, saying she needed to prepare to make the World Tree bloom, while Baek Woo-jin was guided inside the castle by Serin, who was waiting in front of the conference room.
“The elves are following Sylvia, the dwarves are following Tycoon, and we are following Deple.”
Serin explained the relationships between the races formed within Linden Castle.
“Tycoon, you are the leader of the Graybeard tribe. Not only is he excellent at combat, but he also has incredible crafting skills, to the point where he is called a master. Just be quiet. “I wonder if you’ll say one word a week or not.”
-If you are from the Graybeard tribe, you can trust them.
‘Are you famous?’
-Among dwarves, they have a reputation for being dexterous. However, contrary to what that kid said, the battle is not that good.
“Um, and Dapple…”
Unlike when talking about other leaders, Serin couldn’t open her mouth hastily.
“Originally, he was a brave, caring, and confident person. But that…huh? “That person is Deple.”
Without speaking, Serin pointed to a blonde young man heading towards the castle wall.
“Hmm…”
Baek Woo-jin frowned when he saw the young man named Deple and the knights following him.
‘It looks difficult.’
His complexion was pale and his expression lacked any composure. It looked dangerous, as if it would collapse at any moment.
It seemed as if he was carrying a heavy burden that did not fit his body.
“Dapple is the next castle owner of Linden Castle. “The lord of the castle passed away to the owner of the new sword, so I suddenly inherited the throne.”
Serin looked at Dapple’s back with pitiful eyes.
“The former Lord of Seongdae was a very great person, and he is still having a hard time because he saw him die right in front of his eyes.”
-You couldn’t escape.
‘It won’t be easy.’
Only after hearing Serin’s words did I understand why Dapple looked like that.
I saw my father, whom I respected, die right in front of my eyes, so I thought it was amazing that my spirit didn’t break down.
“Sylvia, Deple, and Tycoon hold a meeting to decide on matters inside the castle.”
“For a group of three races, it feels like unity is better than expected.”
“We were together for a long time and saved each other’s lives many times. “Regardless of race, we are colleagues!”
Serin nodded as if it was obvious. Although they are different races in many ways, they have built up trust in each other because they have overcome crises together for a long time.
“What is the cycle in which Shingeom’s slaves appear?”
“It used to appear once a week, but the frequency is increasing these days. “He shows up almost every day.”
-Are they showing up more often and making threats because the inducements are no longer working?
‘I think so.’
The master of the new sword is a monster that eats people who followed the light and came here to volunteer, like the lantern anglerfish.
Since threats are becoming less and less effective, they are baiting the bait more often.
“What is the name of the guy who is the owner of the divine sword?”
“It’s Boran Blick.”
-Tsk, it was the Blick family.
‘know?’
-Just as the high elf said, he is a master of swords. They used honest swordsmanship and the people’s personalities were refreshing and bright.
Darkness licked his appetite as if it was regretful.
I’ve competed with the Blick family a few times, but I’ve never had any problems. They were people with good personalities.
“The Bleak family came to the center and bought time for us and the dwarf elves to escape. But Boran betrayed everyone and sold the location of the reinforcements and their weaknesses to the empire.”
“her!”
-What kind of crazy person is that!
“Most of the Bleak family’s prosecutors and reinforcements lost their lives because of the information he sold. That’s why we don’t mention his name here.”
“Hmm…”
It seems that the reason Sylvia and others did not call him Boran Blick was because of his devilish behavior.
“Everyone is anxious. “Because I know that if that demon attacks, we will all die.”
Serin wiggled her fingers and lowered her head. I was nervous, my shoulders were shaking and tears were shed.
“It will be fine.”
Baek Woo-jin smiled softly and patted Serin on the shoulder.
Today was the first time I saw Serin, but I felt sick to my stomach that such a young child was fighting on the castle walls and suffering from anxiety every day.
-It’s complicated in many ways.
‘It’s nothing complicated.’
-what?
‘We can only stay here for a month. All you have to do is think about what you can do in the meantime. Kill a scum called Boran and plant a World Tree in the Rhine Forest to protect everyone. It’s simple.’
-It sounds simple.
Darkness chuckled and laughed. Baek Woo-jin’s simple summary made me laugh.
“Well, what is the spirit that Baek Woo-jin contracted with?”
Serin changed the topic, wiping her eyes as if she was embarrassed for crying.
“I am this child.”
“hmm?”
When Serin waved her hand, a palm-sized sylph appeared. Baek Woo-jin looked at the sylph and tilted his head.
“I think the energy you have can be used to summon Jin, not Sylph.”
“I heard that from Sylvia too. However, you said that it is difficult to connect with higher spirits because there is no World Tree.”
“I see.”
It was strange because it felt like the spirit energy of Serin and the elves was blocked, but now I understand. Since there is no world tree, he can only connect with spirits at a level lower than his own abilities.
“I haven’t changed anything.”
“yes?”
“Ignis.”
At Baek Woo-jin’s call, a red space opened and a dog-sized Ignis appeared.
[Kyaung?]
As soon as Ignis landed on the ground, he looked at Baek Woo-jin with a sullen expression as if asking if there was any chicken.
-That guy is also very consistent.
“It’s been a while since I came out, but as soon as I saw it, I thought it was chicken?”
“Aaaah!”
While Baek Woo-jin and Darkness sighed, Serin screamed when she saw Ignis.
“So cute! “What is this child?”
“Ignis. “It’s my fire spirit.”
“Can I touch it?”
Serin was drooling without realizing it.
“are you okay.”
Baek Woo-jin nodded. Ignis was used to being stroked because he was bullied by Hong Ara.
[Loud…]
Ignis glanced at Baek Woo-jin, enjoying Serin’s touch. The look in their eyes was as if they were asking if there was really any chicken.
“I’ll give it to you later so you can fill up your stomach.”
[Crunch.]
Ignis snorted and closed his mouth.
-right! Now I remember!
‘what? Even if you have good thoughts about this place…’
-What are you going to do with my drama!
“….”
**
The next day, Baek Woo-jin walked around the castle alone.
Even though it was broad daylight, those standing guard did not leave a single gap. However, he could not hide the anxiety in his eyes.
-I’m very interested in you?
‘It must be because of the seeds.’
Wherever I went, many eyes followed me. They did not feel their own power or the spirit’s energy.
I just thought it was amazing that a human from abroad had the seeds of the World Tree.
-Actually, looking at the guys in this castle, it’s worth holding on.
‘okay. ‘Everyone’s level is low.’
No one in this castle was aware of their own power or spirit energy.
They probably don’t expect themselves to be of any help in combat.
‘Let’s stop worrying and just look around.’
Baek Woo-jin walked around the castle as he pleased without worrying about who was watching him.
‘It’s Deple.’
While Baek Woo-jin was walking around the western wall, he encountered Dapple, the lord of the castle. He stopped for a moment and just looked at me, but passed by without saying anything.
-I can’t afford it. It will collapse soon.
‘The eyes are dead.’
His eyes were sunken deeper than the deep sea, perhaps because he saw his father’s death right before his eyes and took on the heavy position of castle lord at a young age. It seemed like it would collapse on its own before long.
Okay!
While Baek Woo-jin was feeling bitterness on the tip of his tongue, the sound of a hammer was heard from somewhere.
-hmm?
‘Sound of a hammer?’
-I’m serious? It is more than just inspiration Kim Jang-hoon.
It was a hammer sound that was more prestigious than Kim Jang-hoon. Baek Woo-jin walked towards the place where he heard the sound of the hammer without realizing it.
Okay!
A wide-eyed dwarf with a long, neatly tied gray beard was tapping on a wide iron plate. Every time he struck the hammer, embers from the furnace seemed to shoot out.
“Tsk!”
The dwarf, who had been pounding the iron for a while, clicked his tongue and threw away the iron plate he was pounding on. He raised his head to pick up another iron plate and made eye contact with Baek Woo-jin, who was standing in front of the entrance.
“uh…?”
The dwarf turned his head in bewilderment and opened his jaw wide.
“Ho, are you by any chance the human who brought the seeds of the World Tree?”
“That’s right.”
“Oh, everyone’s eyes are strained.”
“yes?”
“You guys are so crazy that they don’t recognize a swordsman like you and call him a low-level spiritist! Hahaha!”
The dwarf clapped and burst into laughter as if it was absurd.
-There are people who recognize you.
‘It was the same with father-in-law Kim Jang-hoon. Are the artisans perceptive?’
Because the people in the castle were not at the level of feeling Baek Woo-jin’s power, they considered him a spiritist.
The elves also lost their senses as the World Tree disappeared, so they thought Baek Woo-jin’s spirit was not at a very high level.
This was because their level was far lower than Baek Woo-jin.
However, the dwarf in front was the only one who felt the power that Baek Woo-jin had hidden.
“I say I’m a tycoon.”
“The Dwarf Chief….”
“That’s right. “Even though I don’t want to, I am the leader.”
Tycoon, the dwarven chieftain and master craftsman that Serin had mentioned, was the dwarf right in front of him.
“May I ask how old you are?”
“I’m 19.”
“Really? “That level at that age?”
“It’s not that great….”
“You’re too humble. “In all my 450 years of life, I have never seen anyone of that age with the level of strength you have.”
Serin said that Tycoon was silent, but to Baek Woo-jin, he was nothing more than a chatterbox.
“Both body and sword strength are all trained to near perfection. The more you look at it, the more amazing it is. uh?”
While Tycoon was praising Baek Woo-jin, his eyes lit up when he saw Black Battle Tiger.
“Could it be that the material of this outfit is the leather of the Manticore Rex?”
“That’s right.”
“The materials are the best, but the workmanship is not bad either. It looks a little rough, but it’s more than that, it’s full of sincerity. “It fits your body perfectly.”
Tycoon nodded and continued speaking as if it wasn’t that bad.
“It’s a great piece of clothing with a lot of heart. “It’s a good thing.”
“thank you.”
Baek Woo-jin smiled brightly. When I heard Seo In-ah’s praise, I felt good, like it was my own work.
-hey. Didn’t Serin say that old man was quiet? Isn’t that just a boastful thing?
‘I know.’
Baek Woo-jin also nodded slightly as if he agreed.
“Why don’t you carry a sword with you when you have such a sword?”
“There is a sword.”
Baek Woo-jin glanced at the darkness and answered.
“Huh, have you already raised the sword of your heart? “It’s really amazing.”
“Yes?”
Tycoon interpreted Baek Woo-jin’s words as he pleased.
“I can’t believe a great swordsman like you is wearing such ordinary clothes.”
“Hmm…”
Baek Woo-jin looked down at his clothes. His battle uniform was torn, so he was wearing thin clothes and leather armor that Serin had given him.
“Just looking at it. Doesn’t iron stick?”
“That’s right.”
“Then I will make you some armor that fits you perfectly. “There are some good ingredients.”
“yes? Why suddenly…”
“A savior has appeared to save us, so shouldn’t we do this?”
Tycoon smiled broadly. Although he said it as if he was flattering, it was a cool smile that did not show any such intention.
“Everyone is exhausted. How long will I have to stay like this? Now that no support is coming, my anxiety is growing day by day. Then Sylvia told me about you. “I think we can make the World Tree bloom with your help.”
“Hmm…”
“Honestly, I didn’t have much hope. Even if you had the seeds of the World Tree, you wouldn’t be able to push away that monster in the forest. But I thought you could defeat that monster.”
“I haven’t even seen who he is yet.”
“With your sword skills, you should be able to break it. “Please.”
Tycoon held Baek Woo-jin’s hand tightly. This is something I felt during Sylvia as well, but it felt like they were looking at humans, not other races.
“I will make you a suit of armor that fits you within 6 days!”
**
Center of the Rhine Forest.
A handsome man with red hair was sitting on a throne made of pure white bone. In front of it was a sword that glowed with holy white light.
“Boran.”
A dark elf appeared in front of the man and bowed down.
“There is no movement from the Seiran Alliance and Shukan Castle. It looks like Linden Castle has given up its support.”
“okay? Well, I did it for a long time.”
Boran, a red-haired young man, chuckled. Since they had killed all support coming from the castle and outside, it seemed like they had completely given up on support.
“I heard he still has no intention of moving?”
“You said you had something important to do.”
“Tsk, this is getting boring.”
Boran continued, tapping the skull.
“I’ll just try it for one more week and if it doesn’t move, I’ll call it a day.”
“All right.”
“The people I will bring back alive from that castle are the high elf bitch and the old dwarf.”
“Of course I know. “I will prepare it.”
The dark elf nodded and disappeared like smoke in front of Boran.
“This will be the last time I see that castle.”
Boran smiled. It was a bizarre laugh that was both sacred and sacred at the same time.
“Where should we eat next?”
**
The people of light who became slaves to the divine sword came every day for three days and surrounded Linden Castle.
They appeared in the evening when the sun set and did nothing until the sun rose, just waiting. They just watched the castle.
The slaves of the Holy Sword appeared with the same physical features they had when they were alive.
Those guarding the walls suffered the agony of preventing their colleagues or reinforcements who came to rescue them from targeting the castle in return.
It was a more severe method than an outright attack.
On the fourth day, more Shingeom slaves than ever before surrounded the castle walls. Perhaps
because of the large number, those guarding the walls trembled when they saw the faces they missed.
Parents, brothers, colleagues, comrades-in-arms . . The sight of people who they might have missed even in their dreams looking at them as slaves to the divine sword was no different from the hell of royalties. Everyone
prayed inwardly. They put their hands together and prayed to God to please save them and give them a comfortable rest. .
“Shingeom did such a damn thing, so it doesn’t make sense to pray to God.”
Baek Woo-jin chuckled and raised his hand.
“Shouldn’t I pray to the devil this time?”
**
“Ugh!”
Dapple gritted his teeth as he looked down the castle wall.
There was his father in front of the castle gate. His father, who had been killed by the Shingeom monster, had become his slave and was glaring at him.
“Father…”
My father was braver and kinder than anyone else. I became that monster’s henchman. My heart was breaking. My
teeth
were grinding. I was so angry that I couldn’t save my father and that I couldn’t kill the devil that was so openly established. It
wasn’t just me. Everyone in this castle. He was feeling the same sadness as himself.
“Damn it!”
I couldn’t help but curse. I felt like I could do anything as long as I could save them.
Just as I
was about to give up everything and sit down, I heard the sound of someone approaching. It was a man who had brought the seed of the World Tree.
“Ignis. ”
The man stretched out his hand and muttered something. Following his touch, red flames soared into the sky.
Quaaaaa!
A huge fire dragon appeared, breaking through the wall of flames that rose up to the sky. Just looking at it, I could feel its firepower and presence that took my breath away. I lost.
“It was a disaster.”
At the man’s command, the fire dragon spewed out blood-red flames. All of the divine sword slaves surrounding the castle wall were engulfed in flames. “But it’s no use…”
Dapple
shook his head. It was the first powerful summon he had ever seen, and even from a distance. It was enough firepower to cook the skin, but it was meaningless. Even
if the slaves of the Divine Sword died like that, they would quickly regenerate and appear on the spot.
However, a completely different scene unfolded than Dapple had imagined.
Quaaaaa!
The red flames were when the slaves of the Divine Sword regenerated. Each one was transferred and burned again.
Hwaaaa!
When the burning and regeneration process was repeated 20 times, there was not a single slave of the Divine Sword left.
After a week, the light disappeared from the castle wall and darkness fell.
“Three worlds. …”
“The slaves of the City God Sword have disappeared!”
“What did you do?”
“What about that dragon…”
Everyone, regardless of whether they were humans, elves or dwarves, lost their minds and fell back in fear. “I
felt like I was sleeping with the light on these days…”
Baek Woo-jin looked back and laughed.
“ “Let’s get some sleep for the first time in a while.”
